I am a Witch Requested by My Crush to Make Love Potion

"Oh my husband. Please go home."

Tara appeared from behind Rose.

He bows to Harrige without showing any painful behavior.

"I'm sorry, I'm leaving the door open. I'm cleaning the hall ... look, my husband's return. Say hello."

"I will take care of you from today"

Inspired by Tara, Rose bowed down.

Harryge is completely silent, covering his face with a large palm. Perhaps they are trying to understand the current situation.

When Harrige tried to open his mouth in his head, seemingly convinced of his thoughts-he heard a breathless sigh.

"I'm sorry!"

A girl runs from the street, shaking her hair.

"The carriage wheel has come off in the forest next to me-I was as fast as I could ....! I'm going to take care of you from today, my name is Mona! Thank you! "

Mona, the girl who comes down, bows down. The two big braids have a momentum on their faces.

Tara and Safina curiously compare Rose and Mona.

According to Mona's sudden appearance, she was supposed to work this morning.

Then, it is the story of who has been honing the entrance from a while ago.

The first thing I noticed was Safina, who had come to the witch hermitage many times. Looking at Rose with a surprised face, she bows gracefully.

Looking at it, Tara, who was unable to grasp the situation, opened his eyes.

Two people visit this mansion today.

-A new servant and a witch.

If you look at the person whom Safina bows, you don't have to think which one is which.

"This, this is a young lady ...! I'm sorry that I'm sorry ...!"

Afraid of shaking, Tara bowed deeply.

Rose hands on Tara's shoulder and gently raises her face.

"Tara-san. Will we bring the compress later?"

"……Yes?"

Tara raises her face and opens her mouth to look at Rose.

"--I understand the situation."

Harryge says that he was feeling out of control.

"Tara, Safina. I'm Rose, a witch who will stay at home from today. Thank you. Mona, thank you."

Harrige turns his gaze into a servant's eyes and walks to Rose.

Harige, dressed in more elegant clothes than usual, was like a stranger. It is the coolest in the country, to say the least. It's a dazzling glow.

It was embarrassing to look straight ahead, and Rose moved his nose smoothly.

"……What are you doing"

"I don't think it smells like sweat"

"Who thinks it's because ..."

Again Harrige, holding his head, grabbed Rose's hand and held his arm.

"I have a room ready to go."

Tara rushes from behind to Rose, who is about to be taken by the owner of the mansion, who has no choice.

"Oh, young lady! I'm still holding my eagle!"

***

"Relieve yourself in your room"

The room where Rose was taken to Harrige was a bit scary.

Witch's hermitage, two parts ... No, three parts will enter.

In some places, you see doors that do not even tell where they are connected. Harrige explains that he noticed that Rose was staring at the door.

"That door is locked, but you can use the rest of the room freely. If you use the fire, ask in the kitchen. Let me know in advance."

"Yes"

Rose was nodded, thinking that it wouldn't be so, basically because he was going to do the blending as before.

Carpets with beautiful patterns have long hairy feet so that shoes can be sucked in, and they don't seem tired no matter how much they stand. All the mahogany classy furniture shines brilliantly, with green cloth on the walls of the room.

Despite being luxurious and elegant, there is a calmness as if in a forest.

The rooms, unified in green and brown, signaled that Harrige had prepared for Rose in a hurry.

"So. Is there an explanation why he did the cleaning for the visitor?"

Harryge asked with a bit of criticism, but he seemed to have lost to Rose, who looked around the room with his dark green eyes shining brilliantly. Sigh big.

"Tara is also a good year. Don't be afraid to do it. You will be too surprised and your soul will fall out."

Dokari and Harrige sit on a bench sofa in the room for Rose.

In this way, Harrige seems to be truly noble. I am familiar with this room without any discomfort.

Rose muttered as he saw the shining Harrige in a brilliant room.

"... I miss you"

"What is it?"

"The atmosphere was similar to my grandmother. The hair was mixed with white hair."

With his hand on his chest, Rose says.

The voice has become much softer than usual.

Rose's grandmother was a tough man. He was always angry and had no way of talking.

Both Tara and his grandmother, despite their intense tone, never insulted Rose.

Harrige gushed with a head. Precious beautiful hair jumps ragged.

"--She's a little bit rough,"

"Not at all scary"

No matter what Thara said, following her back like a chick reminded her of her habit with her grandmother. Rose wanted to smell the nostalgic scent, even for a brief deceit.

"Thanks, I was relieved that it was a very nice mansion."

"Really"

Harrige nodded as if biting.

Rose is a witch.

A witch who uses a lie of magic cannot use a lie other than magic.

Harrige knows this and takes the truth that Rose has spoken.

When Harrige stands up, he comes by Rose and reaches out. He rubbed Rose's cheeks and stroked his temples. The hairline is rubbed with the thumb, and rosé twists in tickling.

"Everyone is trustworthy. Safina chose her daughter, Mona, who has just entered today.

"Yes"

"It was said that Mona was a maid with a rose-"

"I will take a disciple, but no maid"

"Let's tell so"

Harrige did not refute the statement, which would never be tolerated by an aristocratic daughter.

As I felt earlier, Rosie's heart became hot, convinced that she could just be a “witch” in such a noble residence.

Gentlely, Harige's finger, which was slowly moving to feel the feel of Rose's cheeks, stopped and was hit with a pom pom and head.

"Again, please."

"Thank you for your help"

Facing Harij who stood up, he bowed and bowed. A fresh breeze came in through the window and shook the curtains.